I don’t know if it will fix my Whoofle-chewed pelvis, but I felt fantastic while in the studio yesterday, and I feel fantastic (although a tad sore) today. Strong. No, I didn’t walk through the yoga studio doors and transform into a graceful, light-on-my-feet butterfly. Still cumbersome & awkward, yes. But more in control of, or maybe at peace with, my body.

One other pregnant woman in the class – I thought she was at least a month behind me, but no, I learned afterward she’s further along by a month. Just, you know, smaller and cuter. I took a moment to envy her definitely-not-whaline figure, then decided to give myself a break and let it go. Remember, at peace with the body. I’m getting too old and pregnant for body issues. Let’s hold on to the fantastic.

4 Responses to “Yoga”
  1. PB Rippey says:

    So great you are doing yoga! I wish I had. Yes, hold on to the fantastic and enjoy every moment you possibly can (with delicious treats).

  2. Vic says:

    I loved doing yoga – miss it so much! Where do you take classes? And what the heck is a Whoofle??

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